I have watched my mom suffer through Alzheimer's Disease in every stage. It was a very difficult journey, but i promised I'd be there for her. The last 9 months she had to be in a home as she couldn't walk at all. Every week I managed to see her at least once or twice. I would bring her pictures and music and it seemed to make her happy.
On Tuesday Feb. 5 she did not speak to me until I showed her a picture of her mother, she then clearly spoke " hi mommy" I left in tears.
Then I got a call that they were pulling all her meds. A call the next day that she was not eating. I knew then that this was the end. I went to her side Sunday the tenth . I sat with her and held her hand for over 8 hours,telling her all the good times that we shared.. My husband finally said that I had to go get something to eat and drink. I left her hand in the hand of her Hospice nurse. I no sooner arrived home that I got the call that she passed.
I will go and get her ashes this afternoon and bring her home where I promised her she would be.
She will be placed between the ashes of her favorite doggies.
Thank you all for your love and support that you have given me.
I have wrapped myself in the quilt many times in the last few weeks and it gives me strength.
My mom is coming home